1 Respondens autem Iob dixit:
6:2" Utinam appenderetur aegritu do mea, et calamitatem meam assumerent in statera!
3 Nunc vero arena maris haec gravior apparet, inde verbis meis haesito.
4 Quia sagittae Omnipotentis in me sunt, quarum venenum ebibit spiritus meus; et terrores Dei militant contra me.
5 Numquid rugiet onager, cum habuerit herbam? Aut mugiet bos, cum ante praesepe plenum steterit?
6 Aut poterit comedi insulsum, quod non est sale conditum? Aut poterit gustari herba insulsa?
7 Quae prius nolebat tangere anima mea, nunc prae angustia cibi mei sunt.
8 Quis det, ut veniat petitio mea, et, quod exspecto, tribuat mihi Deus?
9 Utinam Deus me conterat; solvat manum suam et succidat me!
10 Et haec mihi sit consolatio, et exsultabo vel in pavore, qui non parcat, nec celabo sermones Sancti.
11 Quae est enim fortitudo mea, ut sustineam? Aut quis finis meus, ut patienter agam?
12 Num fortitudo lapidum, fortitudo mea? Num caro mea aenea est?
13 An non est auxilium mihi in me, et virtus quoque remota est a me?
14 Qui tollit ab amico suo misericordiam, timorem Omnipotentis derelinquit.
15 Fratres mei mentiti sunt me sicut alveus torrentium, qui evanescunt
16 nigrescentes glacie, cum ingruit super eos nix.
17 Tempore, quo diffluunt, arescunt et, ut incaluerit, solvuntur de loco suo.
18 Deflectunt viatorum turmae de viis suis, ascendentes per desertum pereunt.
19 Commeatus Thema consideraverunt, viatores Saba speraverunt in eis.
20 Confusi sunt, quia speraverunt; venerunt eo usque, et pudore cooperti sunt.
21 Ita nunc vos facti estis mihi; videntes plagam meam, timetis.
22 Numquid dixi: Afferte mihi et de substantia vestra donate mihi?
23 vel: Liberate me de manu hostis et de manu robustorum eruite me?
24 Docete me, et ego tacebo, et, si quid forte ignoravi, instruite me.
25 Quare detraxistis sermonibus veritatis, cum e vobis nullus sit, qui possit arguere me?
26 Ad increpandum tantum eloquia concinnatis, sed in ventum verba desperati.
27 Super pupillum irruitis et subvertere nitimini amicum vestrum.
28 Nunc, quaeso, convertimini ad me, et in faciem vestram non mentiar.
29 Revertite! Nulla erit improbitas. Revertite! Adhuc praesens adest iustitia mea.
30 Estne in lingua mea improbitas? An palatum meum non discernit nequitiam?
King James Version
1 But Job answered and said,
2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
22 Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?